Friday, March 5, 2010
Penned down emotions @ 9:22 PM

Nostalgic

Whenever I open the book of memories
I gain a sense of peace
The warmth surrounds me
Able to think of but not see

As I flipped each page
One at a time
Sometimes I rage
Sometimes spirited with blithe

Whenever I think of the past
There's a sudden urge to shed a tear
Maybe because I knew it didn't last
And I held on to something so dear

Wishing to flip to the front page
Then rewrite the book again
Correcting bad parts
Removing scenes of pain

The happy moments shall stay
So I can think of them everyday
How I wish I could go back to the olden days
And do things in a better way

I want to go back
Back to the past
To make a change
To make it last.

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